He closed his eyes trying to figure out where to even start. How could he explain something he barely understood himself? Heck, how could he explain something he wasn't going to explain in the first place? Laharl hadn't intended to ever tell Flonne any of this at all, and now here he was doing exactly the opposite. Ergh...
He wrestled with himself for a few long, silent moments before he finally spoke again, voice wavering with uncertainty. Even though he couldn't see her, he could still picture her on the other side of the door from him. He could picture her expression from the sound of her voice. An expression that was not making this any easier.
Why was shutting her out so hard? This should have been easy!
"Etna, you... moth-- ..." he began, whispering the last bit, but catching himself. No, he didn't need to bring her up.
"You... You disappeared, dammit!" Laharl said, keeping his voice still low. He said it as if it explained everything; to him, it did.
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He wrestled with himself for a few long, silent moments before he finally spoke again, voice wavering with uncertainty. Even though he couldn't see her, he could still picture her on the other side of the door from him. He could picture her expression from the sound of her voice. An expression that was not making this any easier.
Why was shutting her out so hard? This should have been easy!
"Etna, you... moth-- ..." he began, whispering the last bit, but catching himself. No, he didn't need to bring her up.
"You... You disappeared, dammit!" Laharl said, keeping his voice still low. He said it as if it explained everything; to him, it did.